{"id":261238,"date":"2026-07-13T18:13:15","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T15:13:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/from-the-ashes-alina-martyn\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T18:13:15","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T15:13:15","slug":"from-the-ashes-alina-martyn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/from-the-ashes-alina-martyn\/","title":{"rendered":"From The Ashes – Alina Martyn"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I question, trying to keep my tone even. Jade sighs and I can hear the tears in her voice. \u201cIf I\u2019m not available at her beck and call, she says I\u2019m not actually trying to form a friendship. If I don\u2019t stay in the room at every available opportunity, then she complains I\u2019m never there. She\u2019s just\u2026 controlling my every move. I feel like I can\u2019t even breathe when I\u2019m in my own freaking room! I can\u2019t do homework when I decide to because she wants to go do something.<\/p>\n

I can\u2019t sleep there most nights because she fucks any guy that looks at her and she kicks me out. I tried talking to her about it and she laughed, saying it was part of the experience. I just\u2026\u201d She sighs heavily and says, \u201cI just want to be able to live how I want. I don\u2019t want to feel trapped anymore and\u2026<\/p>\n

she\u2019s got all these fucking expectations that when I don\u2019t meet them, she\u2019s pissed off at me.\u201d I get why she\u2019s so upset. She\u2019s finally free from her mother in this regard, but now someone has already tried to occupy that controlling-bitch role in her life. Jade should be able to be free. She fought for it. She deserves it. Your home is supposed to be the place where you can truly relax and just be.<\/p>\n

Not another place you have to put on a front. Typically, we already have to put on a mask everywhere else in life; your home should be the place where you can set the mask down. I wrap my arms around her shoulders, pulling her in for a hug and wishing I had more to offer her. \u201cWhat can I do?\u201d<\/p>\n

Jade sobs and her forehead drops to my chest. \u201cNothing. This. All I need is you.\u201d \u201cWell, that\u2019s easy then,\u201d I say softly. \u201cYou\u2019ll always have me.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m sorry to bother you, but can I crash here tonight?\u201d She looks up at me with a sad, hopeful smile. \u201cYou can stay here as much as you want. I\u2019ll never tell you no.\u201d \u201cWhat if you get really annoyed with me?\u201d<\/p>\n

She chuckles through tears, but her grip on my waist tightens. \u201cWhat if\u2060\u2014\u201d \u201cI\u2019m not playing the \u2018what-if\u2019 game, darlin\u2019.\u201d I cut her off with a kiss on the forehead.<\/p>\n

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To everyone out there that\u2019s gone through some bad shit and clawed their way back to center. Just know that it gets better, I see you, and that you\u2019re loved. Trigger Warnings For a complete list of trigger warnings (there is a definite list with this one, readers. Better hold onto your hats), please check here first! https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/1- eQU4YwT1HMwH9ECfqWeWpM8KXNzq5WIuseEGhGXkOM\/edit? usp=sharing Make sure that you\u2019re okay with what might be in this book before you start.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s so fucking important to take care of yourself and your mental health. Okay, did you go check? Are you okay with them? Enter at your own risk. Go on, you know you want to. (But really, do what you need to. Your mental health matters.) Jade WHY THE FUCK am I here? I ask myself. This is the thing everyone tells you not to do. Don\u2019t go to a party where there is alcohol with people you don\u2019t trust.<\/p>\n

Don\u2019t trust someone who has shown you their true colors. Don\u2019t put yourself in a situation where you\u2019re reliant on someone to get home, especially when you\u2019re hours from home. And I\u2019ve somehow done all of those. In one fell swoop. Sarah\u2019s driving us in her car since my mom doesn\u2019t trust me with one.<\/p>\n

She much prefers Sarah to me anyway, so it\u2019s not surprising that she was able to talk Sarah\u2019s mother\u2014my mom\u2019s fake best friend\u2014into having her drive. That way, I couldn\u2019t come home. I was forced to go along with whatever Sarah decided to do. The sun has almost set, leaving only a sliver of pink and red in the sky.<\/p>\n

It felt like the sun was going away so the forgiveness and cover of darkness could shine. I have such a bad feeling about this. \u201cI really don\u2019t want to go,\u201d I whisper to Sarah, the girl who has been forced to bring me along with her to a college party. Sarah rolls her eyes, but paints on a smile that seems genuine.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ll be fine. I\u2019ll be there the whole time.\u201d \u201cI\u2019ve never actually gone to a house party,\u201d I mutter, picking at my thumbnail nervously. How\u2019d I let Mom force me into this? When will it end? Sarah whispers something under her breath. I look at her, wanting to ask her to repeat what she said, and find she\u2019s saying a small prayer with the most annoyed look on her face. Why the fuck am I here? I think, not for the first time. Sarah\u2019s mom and my mom had conspired together and basically forced us on this grown-up playdate.<\/p>\n

My mom is notorious for oversharing with others about how her only daughter is such an \u2018interesting and reserved introvert that needs help getting out and about.\u2019 I have to bite my tongue every single time I hear that. I\u2019m nineteen years old, not seven.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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